A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

"well----!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye let out a third long sigh.

This sigh was longer and heavier than the previous two, and the emotions that flashed in his eyes were more complex—unbearable, hesitant, helpless, and conflicted, as if all the emotional scenes in a silent film had been compressed into just two seconds.

But in the end, all these complex emotions were replaced by an unwavering will, transforming into the resolute determination of "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Seeing the change in his expression, Lu Man's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to raise her hand to defend herself, she felt his arm already encircle her waist—

Then, with a little force, he pulled her directly into his arms.

The next second, she felt the other person's fingers become unusually nimble, and in just a few moments, they precisely unhooked the bra clasp at the back through the suspenders.

Then, with a swift movement, while she was struggling with her head down, he pulled out two pieces of her underwear from under the covers.

"Slap! Slap!"

Two small things flew out of the blanket one after the other and landed on the growing pile of clothes.

Lu Man: "!!!"

Feeling the warmth of the man's chest and the fact that her upper body was completely exposed in his embrace, she felt a rush of heat to her head.

This is fucking ridiculous!

I got ripped off again!

"What the hell...!"

Her forehead was almost completely covered in black lines. Unable to bear it any longer, she opened her mouth and bit Jiang Ye's shoulder directly.

"Damn it! Don't bite! Don't bite!"

Jiang Ye grimaced and let out a low growl, then quickly bent down to comfort him:

"Don't worry! I covered him with my own clothes! This old man can't see anything! Look, look!"

"..."

Lu Man opened her mouth and saw that the other person had indeed covered her tank top and bra completely with a short-sleeved shirt and jeans. She was speechless.

That bastard, is that the point?

He was so shameless that she didn't know whether to curse him or admire him.

"Young Master Jiang! You...!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing!"

Hearing the phrase "I know what I'm doing" that she'd heard countless times before, Lu Man's lips twitched violently. Just as she was about to speak again, she heard a slightly surprised voice behind her—

"Oh? You really... took it off?"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Zhou Rong, who had always been confident in his own judgment, felt a little uncertain for the first time.

He put down his cigar, leaned forward slightly, and scanned the two of them several times.

Judging from the woman's gritted teeth and the way she seemed to want to devour the guy in front of her, she couldn't possibly be his girlfriend, much less a prostitute who was paid to do something.

What else could the remaining identity be?

It can only be the police who came to cooperate, right?

But... to this extent?

You've taken off your underwear?

This is a serious violation of their internal regulations, isn't it?

They're going to great lengths to catch themselves?

Or is there some deeper purpose that I haven't figured out?

Zhou Rong frowned and pondered for a moment, but finally decided to remain unchanged and wait and see what happened first.

but......

He glanced at his watch and silently made a mental estimate.

Um......

The other female lead is probably arriving soon.

"hehe......"

Zhou Rong smiled faintly, leaned back on the sofa, and spoke for the fourth time:

"Excellent, excellent. It seems Mr. Jiang is indeed a worthwhile partner to cooperate with."

"Huh? You believe that already?"

Jiang Ye blinked, seemingly disappointed by the other person's reaction, and his tone suddenly turned disdainful:

"Uncle Zhou, I'm not trying to be mean, but after traveling all over the country for so many years, how can you still be so easily trusting of others? I..."

"but......"

Zhou Rong abruptly changed the subject, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"Since it's about seeking pleasure, then naturally there should be intimate contact. If I remember correctly, you two still have a last bit of covering up, don't you?"

He pointed under the blanket, his tone playful:

"This inevitably raises suspicions as to whether this is a carefully orchestrated staged performance."

"well----!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye's eyes lit up, and he sighed again.

The complex emotions of reluctance, unbearable discomfort, and embarrassment that had just vanished in her eyes reappeared, like withered trees coming back to life in spring, full of vitality.

"Since Uncle Zhou has said so, then I, Jiang, have no choice but to... offend you!"

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

Lu Man expressionlessly reached out and grabbed the last piece of cloth covering her body, one on each side.

She seems to have figured it out a little.

Are those two bastards... putting on an act to trick her?

What about national righteousness, confessing crimes and accepting punishment, fighting for justice...?

Is there really such a thing that requires Jiang Ye, a rich second-generation, to step in?

Even if he really needed to take action, how could things have turned into this absurd scenario where someone had to take off their clothes to gain the other party's trust?

What kind of international joke is this?

This guy must have a really twisted sense of humor; he's probably just trying to trick her!

If I'm not mistaken, after I take off this last piece of clothing, the old man behind me will probably say something like, "Since you're all naked, why are you just sitting there?"

Then this bastard will sigh again, wearing an expression that says, "I have no choice but to sacrifice myself for justice," and then...

Oh.

Think beautifully.

Do you think I'm some little girl who would believe you just want a hug?

"Ahem... Miss Lu?"

Jiang Ye glanced at Lu Man's dark, shiny face, reached under the covers and felt around. Seeing that her defenses were too tight, he quickly coughed.

"Miss Lu, it's all for the greater good! Don't worry, I have..."

"I've already sensed your 'appropriate boundaries'."

Lu Man gave a blank "Oh," while desperately covering her last vestige of territory and pulling the blanket over herself even tighter.

"Let's go inside and talk. Let's talk first, and we can discuss the rest later."

"Tsk... Lu, look at you, how can your thinking be so narrow-minded?"

Jiang Ye looked at him with a face full of disappointment:

"We're waging a long and arduous struggle inside the enemy's ranks! We need to be flexible! We need to be adaptable! Nothing can wait until we're all dressed up..."

"Screw you! Am I the enemy? You're practically infiltrating my ranks!"

Lu Man gritted her teeth and refused to budge an inch:

"I know I can't afford to mess with you, but those two times before were enough for an apology! You invited me here this time, so don't try to trick me into taking advantage of you indefinitely! And, absolutely not in front of this old man! That's my bottom line!"

"Sigh, you're all wrapped up so tightly, Uncle Zhou couldn't see you even if he wanted to, you..."

"Can't he see you? Can't you see him either? What are you doing with your hands? Anyway! Let's go inside! We'll talk after we've finished!"